³³ ونزع الفرح والطرب من البستان ومن ارض موآب وقد ابطلت الخمر من المعاصر. لا يداس بهتاف. جلبة لا هتاف.

⁷ لذلك تولول موآب على موآب كلها يولول. تئنون على اسس قير حارسة انما هي مضروبة.

¹ Yahweh, you are my God. I will exalt you! I will praise your name, for you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago, in complete faithfulness and truth.

² For you have made a city into a heap, a fortified city into a ruin, a palace of strangers to be no city. It will never be built.

³ Therefore a strong people will glorify you. A city of awesome nations will fear you.